The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 125 Sean glanced at Willow when he heard those words.

Willow was a little embarrassed and lowered her head.

After all, this matter was indeed one she had told Fion about. It seemed like she had quite a loose tongue. “I‘m asking you a question. Why are you looking at Willow?

“Do you really have six million?” Fion frowned slightly and asked again in an unkind tone.

“Yes.”

Sean nodded gently.

Fion was taken aback when she heard that. She had not been expecting Sean to actually answer yes.

“Where is it? Take the money out and let me have a look.”

Fion still did not believe that Sean, a cripple, had six million.

She thought he would never be able to earn six million in his entire lifetime.

“Mom, I‘ve seen the text message about a transaction of six million being transferred to Sean’s card.

“Why don‘t you believe me? Besides, Sean owns the money, so there’s no need to show it to us, right?”

Willow frowned and stopped her mom with a soft tone.

“Hmph!

“I didn‘t ask you to speak! Shut up.”

Fion snorted coldly and stretched out her palm to Sean. She said, “Take the money out.”

She had a tough attitude as if she was giving him an order.

However, even in the face of Fion‘s attitude, Sean merely glanced at her and moved his wheelchair straight toward his room.

He ignored Fion as if he was disdainful of talking to her. “Willow, look at him! Look at the attitude he has! “Well, this is still our home!

house, yet he doesn’t know

doesn’t know that beggars shouldn‘t

vented her

do you keep saying things like that?” Willow frowned

“What? Am I wrong?

my home who never

words were full of

he’s a human!

about him makes him feel

like he stays at our house and willfully refuses

very prestigious, so grandpa thought he would

sneered when Willow

was once capable, but that

to be, he’s just a cripple now. A cripple with

sofa cushions as she spoke coldly, her arms still

to beg others for help when they’re in a

around and kick them while they’re already down

“We…”

by Fion’s slap on the table

is a society that despises the

absolutely nothing, without

about money, he

about his connections,

he defend your honor as a

never allow you to be held back by him for the rest of your entire life. As long as he’s still

keep telling me how

peace with each other,” Fion sat

each other for nearly half a minute. She knew very well how stubborn Fion

I had to

recovers and regains the ability to take care

have to drive him away

time. Can’t you

trace of desperate pleading in

“Of course not!